Yeah!

I was cranky when I got to the airport today. Another car ride. Another security mob. Another Denver train yelling, “YOU are delaying the departure of this train.” Another flight . . .this time in a middle seat. And it’s late.

And then I saw a boy walking, holding his father’s hand as they approached an escalator. He yelled “YEAH!” and jumped into the air. His father looked down and yelled “YEAH!” and they sprinted to the escalator together.

My perspective suddenly switched. The escalator was in fact really fun. Security was actually pretty fast and easy. The train had been an efficient and enjoyable way to travel. The stores were all beautifully arranged. A dog licked my hand. And tonight, I have dinner with good people at a restaurant I love.